When I eventually pass away in several hundred years at the hands of my Highlander trainee, I hope to have secured a recording of one of several people reading my eulogy. I would be fine with Morgan Freeman or James Earl Jones, obviously, because they’re the best in the world at narration, but I would also accept Samuel L. Jackson or Glbert Gottfried if my then-wife and mistress decide to go with a humor-themed funeral. But I’m also going to add Michael K. Williams – AKA Omar from The Wire – to my short list because of this video clip entitled, “This is My Court”.

Described as an “ode to streetball culture”, the video was created by directors Jonathan and Josh Baker – AKA TWiN – and written by Elizabeth Nolan. It celebrates streetball as a poetic art, and with the photography and words used in this video, I’d have a hard time disagreeing. And I really hope they put out the flaming ball before they started playing. I feel like that could cause blisters.

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If the film White Men Can’t Jump taught me anything, it’s that you should never take a Puerto Rican woman on Jeopardy! for granted and people in California take their street basketball very seriously. In fact, if you’re ever hanging around anyone from the Venice Streetball League, no matter what they look like, you probably shouldn’t accept a challenge to play one-on-one, because you will lose.

At least, that’s the lesson that unemployed wide receiver Terrell Owens learned recently, when he was hanging out in a gym and confronted by Venice legend Mani Love, who stands just 4’5”. Love was looking for a little one-on-one action with the man whose most notable recent news includes begging the New York Jets for a job via Twitter and living life according to a Maury Povich script.

As for the challenge, it went down a little like this…

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